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Shatter pieces on the floor
Covered in dust from times ago
Hold them gently in your hands
And promise to never let them go
Fitting them together like a puzzle
Each together making one picture
Separately, a mess of glass
Seemingly without a future
As they lay in your hands
You say a spell that heals
They come together one by one
No longer shattered with past years
Shattered pieces on the floor
You take them as your special token
You see them with your kind eyes
Apologies, you found me broken